My Little Friend

Stayed (2)

This story is full of imagination and imagination. Hopefully, the reader can understand the writing and fantasize alone even without visuals.

Sorry if it is not understood. But may you imagine yourself.

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"Lo .. isn't a psychopath, is it?" ask Angga to Fauzan.

"Nr ...." Fauzan just grinned and scared everything, then he said, "Haha ... No, your face is on why the hell? I'm afraid, hahaha." Fauzan just laughed looking at the faces of his friends.

"Damn, lo. Quick what's up?" upset Angga while hitting Fauzan's shoulder.

"Udah, yuk out!" take Fauzan while holding the doorknob.

But it quickly prevented Hanna.

"Are you sure this is safe?" ask Hanna carefully.

"Yes, just relax" said Fauzan calmly.

Then Fauzan opened the door that had been delayed earlier.

Hanna, Nayla, and Fauzan closed their eyes with both hands.

Fauzan stepped out with a big smile that adorned his face.

Feeling that there was no one behind him, he looked back and saw his friends still inside near the door.

"Well, why are you still inside? Let's get out!" fauzan.

They slowly walked out of the tree house with their eyes still closed.

"Well! Ck! Ck!" sigh Fauzan saw their behavior as if to see the value of the results of the repetition.

Yes, even though they are smart, there must be a lesson that they do not like so that it makes them afraid of the results.

They arrived beside Fauzan.

"Let's open your eyes!" fauzan.

"It's really safe, right?" asked Nayla in a frightened tone.

"Yes, we will not see the value of replay, astagfirullah!" furious Fauzan.

They also slowly opened their eyes.

1 second ...

2 seconds ...

"Yeah! VERY NICE!" nayla and Hanna shouted with their mouths shut in shock.

While Angga only gawked with his mouth open when he saw it.

Yes ... how not to be surprised, after seeing the scenery in front of him. Because now the place has a lot of flickering light and colorful hanging, attached to every flower but not so dazzling, it is very beautiful if in view. And there's one of the biggest lights in the middle.

"When did the lights come out?" hanna was astonished after admiring this place.

"ah! Yeah-yes. Since when?" ask Nayla.

"Lamp's transparent. So it might not be visible during the day. Especially if you focus just the same flowers and fish pond doang," replied Fauzan.

"Oh .. yes .. haha," said Hanna with a ruckus at the end.

"Yes yuk! It's time to party!" yelled Angga with a big smile.

"Come on!" yell everything.

Everyone began to prepare tools and materials for the barbeque. They divide up the tasks, for men to prepare tools and for women the ingredients.

After 15 minutes prepare the tools and materials.

Now they've been sitting on rectangular wooden chairs and tables while baking sausages.

With Hanna sitting next to Nayla, Fauzan and Angga were in front of her.

"Where's the soy sauce?" ask Angga.

"So Hanna" said Fauzan, pointing at Hanna in front of him.

"Where, Han?" Angga thrust out his right hand.

"Oh ... Where, yeah? Don't know .. was here?" confused Hanna while looking around the table.

"Just look if it runs out or goes away, do not want to buy it out. Moreover, it must pass through the garden like that forest!" said Angga not accept.

"Yes patient ...." Hanna paused for a moment and for a moment. "Well here he is ... under the apron," he continued, lifting his soy sauce.

"Don't wear the apron!" tell Angga while taking his ketchup.

"So, ah! I'm not algae, anyway. Just Lo same Nayla is the one who roasted," refused Hanna.

"Let's not take the table, Han," said Angga.

"Wear it, Han. Although you're not roasted. Be careful so that your clothes are not dirty. Want you to use a tanktop doang if your clothes are dirty," said Fauzan while raising his eyebrows.

"That's why I'm wearing a tanktop." Hanna rubbed Fauzan's face rough. "Yes, I wear it" said Hanna at last.

"That dong from earlier," said Angga.

Hanna finally wears her apron.

And they began to bake some of the food they had bought.

There is chicken, beef, sausage, and many others.

"Ga, let's go dong the mayonnaise!" pinta Hanna to Fauzan.

Angga took the mayonaise that was nearby, then gave it to Hanna. "More."

"Eh! It's very nice to swear," said Hanna after eating the sausage that had been roasted by Nayla.

"Yes dong, who did it" said Nayla proudly.

And Angga gave two thumbs to Nayla.

"Eh! Want to sing, right?" ask Fauzan to his friends.

"May, but without the instrument it would be bad. Mending if there is a guitar," said Angga.

"Light, there's a guitar inside."

"Times?" hanna said in an unconvinced tone.

"Yes, I'll take it."

"Yes there!" decreed Hanna.

Fauzan took his guitar inside.

"Eh! Are you sure you sing in these nights? In the forest again" said Nayla.

"If so we sing inside, now we just roast everything first and then bring it inside while playing what it is," suggested Angga.

"Yes it's just like that." Hanna agreed to Angga's remarks.

Shortly thereafter Fauzan came up with his guitar.

"Zan, she said her singing inside. If now we will roast everything first," said Hanna.

"Why?" ask Fauzan.

"Singing nights in the woods? Is that safe?" ask Angga.

"Yes, what if suddenly?" ask Nayla slowly.

"Hmm .. Yes if so. We roast everything first" said Fauzan at last. "Just in case there's something, so we're inside" he continued.

And finally they baked all the food first.

After 20 minutes of grilling the remaining food, now they went straight into the tree house.

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"So what are we gonna do?" ask Nayla.

"She wanted to sing" said Hanna.

"Yes, come on!" take Fauzan while strumming his guitar.

I once fell in love

To you with all your heart

I will give you life too

Whatever I admit

Fauzan started the song.

But I never dreamed

You leave me gone

Without knowing this taste

I want to feel hate

Continued with Angga.

While the women only live the songs that the men bring.

You arrive you come

When you've been with him

The more broken my heart

Followed by Fauzan.

Ref: Do not come again love

How could I forget

Though you know how it is

You're not for me

Don't miss the love anymore

I don't want anyone to get hurt

Happy for him I'm fine

Let me pretend .

Oh oh ...

Fauzan and Angga sing together.

"What a great sound!" hanna and Nayla in my heart.

“Zan, sometimes lo it's cool in my eyes .. but more nyebelinya anyway,” inner Hanna while looking at Fauzan.

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TB